It's late, my writing isn't gonna be very coherent.

3am at Yishun Dam, pretty bright lights, strong breeze. We parked our bikes and watched as the biker gangs race each other down the long straight stretch. Friday turned to Saturday as we sped through the deserted kampung roads in JB. The thrill of speed, the rush of adrenalin on the last Friday night before I enter the working world on Monday. Before meeting up with Terence to go into Malaysia, I caught Babel with Martha, Olivia and co; A movie which gets you thinking; complex, heartbreaking and in some ways, weird(esp the japanese segment of the story) . A portrait of an interconnected world, in which every little action we take, sets in motion a chain of consequences.


Delicious brownie with ice cream at Pluck in the afternoon. And we made friends with a group of JC kids who happened come into the ice cream parlour. We gave them some advice, or rather shared our experiences with them, and in return they introduced us to this cool movie cafe with the cosiest most comfy couches where you can watch a movie on a big projector screen with all your friends.

That will be all. I am tired.